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- November 20, 2023
Pawsburgh Midnight Chronicles: Lucy and the Unforeseen Adventure: A Lucy PawWord Story
Hey Sam, it’s your fearless adventurer, Lucy. Just had another epic night in Pawsburgh, saving Daisy from a Dogwood dungeon and roving under the stars like the outlaw I am 😎. All quiet on the home front now. Tucked up on the porch with dreams of waffles! Keep the secret safe, will ya? 🐾 – Luce
Well, settle in, friends, and lend me your floppy ears for a tail – I mean, tale – of high adventure and dogged determination. It was just another humdrum evening in the Eldridge household, Sam dreaming away, and me, Lucy, snoring beneath my beloved willow. With a stretch and a cavernous yawn, I knew it was time to mosey on over to good ol’ Pawsburgh, the haven where us canines kick up our paws and live the tales our humans reckon are just doggone dreams.
I trotted along to Schnauzer Street, under the glittering canopy of stars, my brindle patches blending into the shadowy night; an outlaw making her way to Saluki Sands. The soft sand beneath my paws felt like a thousand tiny masseuses easing the stiffness from my weary bones. Tonight, the moon was a crooked grin in the sky, and I carried the air of a seasoned gunslinger heading into unfamiliar territory.
As I approached the heart of the town, the smells wafting from Woof Waffles were almost too much to bear. It’s a well-known fact that Thanksgiving resides in a dog’s mind year-round, tantalizing with memories of turkey and sweet potato. But one doesn’t simply indulge in a midnight snack when adventure beckons. Just as I was musing over whether a waffle could be enjoyed in the guise of a savory treat, a rustle from the bushes diverted my attention.
It was Sir Fluffytail, the squirrel of notorious reputation, a duster of a tail flicking with mirth. “Evening, Lucy!” he chittered, tipping an imaginary hat. “What bramble’s got you traipsing about so late?”
I grunted. I had no quarrel with the varmint tonight; I was on a mission. “Pawsburgh won’t explore itself, Sir Fluffytail. Adventure waits for no dog.”
“A noble quest,” he teased, scampering away with a snicker.
I ambled on, my mind drawn to Daisy, the kindred spirit I was hoping to encounter in Weimaraner Woods – our usual meeting spot for contemplative chewing on old bones and new ideas. Not a soul did I pass on Schnauzer Street and the quietude was eerie; the clamor of Weimaraner Woods, usually alive with the howls of kinship, was but a distant murmur.
The woods welcomed me, the cool air tinged with whispers of pine and spruce. “Daisy?” I called softly. Silence greeted me. Unsettling, considering the ever-gossipy maples that lined the path. I pressed on, my snout to the ground, following a trail only my senses perceived.
Emerging into a clearing, I found Daisy, trapped beneath the sprawling roots of an old Dogwood that must’ve toppled in the last storm. Her eyes shimmered with quiet gratitude. “Lucy!” she barked, shockingly composed.
Fancying myself a bit of a hero in the vein of those rugged human cowfolk, I mustered my strength and pried at the roots. It was with a monumental heave that I managed to free her. Collapsing beside each other, sides heaving, we laughed, rich and deep.
“Lucy, my hero,” Daisy said as we sprawled under the stars.
“Just part of the midnight service in Pawsburgh,” I responded with a wink.
We made our slow, triumphant way to The Howling Husky Hardware Store, where I knew I could score some rope for future mishaps and perhaps a new plushie to replace the beloved blue dragonfly worn by love and time.
Nat King Cole had nothing on the kind of unforgettable that tonight was, etched in the annals of Pawsburgh lore. Returning home before the dawn’s early light, I curled up on the porch, Sam’s secrets safe with me once again, ready to whisper tales of adventure to him come the twilight.
The End.
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